Jahn Dough, M3cca - Punchout Lyrics

I’ve probably talked enough about the heavy stuff
From what’s discussed
It’s a must that I call yo bluff
Nigga, knuckle up
Long Live Chucc
It’s therapeutic
Though methods are heavily disputed
Wasn’t conscious of my monsters turning until they turned to nooses
I'm just trying to find a blueprint, for this music
Vices I recruited, actions turned abusive
Results I’m still stupid
Sippin from the fountain of youth
Mountain of truth
Heavens a mile way, get in loser we’ll commute
Find the route, to the roots of my problems
Cause my halos fallen
Mama, and I hear em callin
Dark knight these niggas Robbin, we die in vein
Aint no hope when hero’s and villains can be exchanged
Trails I’m blazing come with flames
1 on 1, it aint with Dame
Little nigga this ain’t a game
The lame is still untamed
It’s insane how much they love seeing pain
It’s insane how much they love deflecting blame
Can the black man grieve
The black man bleeds
The R.I.P
The oh my, Jesus
Why’s it feel like you leave us
False idols they deceive us
And I know they wont believe us
So come retrieve us
I’m just saying what you scared to utter
You ain’t talkin bout nada
Niggas is bilingual in bullshit and drama
Heavenly Father your children stirring up all kinds of ruckus
Knowing better than to act out in public
Can the black man grieve
The black man bleeds
The R.I.P
The oh my, Jesus
Why’s it feel like you leave us?
Why’s it feel, why’s it feel.?
I still feel, monsters under my covers
Hard to go to sleep in the hot Dallas summers
There goes another
Can the black man grieve
The black man bleeds
The R.I.P
The oh my
The oh my
From a city where greed triumphs love
When it rain down, we don’t to look up above
Can the black man grieve
The black man bleeds
The R.I.P
The R.I.P
I’m just asking you at the least
Can you practice what you preach
I’m just asking at the least
Can you please stay in reach
Can the black man grieve?
Can the black man grieve?
Saving me and you is a lose, lose
If I gotta choose
Imma do what I gotta do
To make my spirit true
Saving me and you is a lose, lose
If I gotta do what I gotta do
Imma choose to make my spirit true
Make my spirit true

I’ve probably talked enough about the heavy stuff
From what’s discussed
It’s a must that I call yo bluff
Nigga, knuckle up
Long Live Chucc
It’s therapeutic
Though methods are heavily disputed
Wasn’t conscious of my monsters turning until they turned to nooses
I'm just trying to find a blueprint, for this music
Vices I recruited, actions turned abusive
Results I’m still stupid
Sippin from the fountain of youth
Mountain of truth
Heavens a mile way, get in loser we’ll commute
Find the route, to the roots of my problems
Cause my halos fallen
Mama, and I hear em callin
Dark knight these niggas Robbin, we die in vein
Aint no hope when hero’s and villains can be exchanged
Trails I’m blazing come with flames
1 on 1, it aint with Dame
Little nigga this ain’t a game
The lame is still untamed
It’s insane how much they love seeing pain
It’s insane how much they love deflecting blame
Can the black man grieve
The black man bleeds
The R.I.P
The oh my, Jesus
Why’s it feel like you leave us
False idols they deceive us
And I know they wont believe us
So come retrieve us
I’m just saying what you scared to utter
You ain’t talkin bout nada
Niggas is bilingual in bullshit and drama
Heavenly Father your children stirring up all kinds of ruckus
Knowing better than to act out in public
Can the black man grieve
The black man bleeds
The R.I.P
The oh my, Jesus
Why’s it feel like you leave us?
Why’s it feel, why’s it feel.?
I still feel, monsters under my covers
Hard to go to sleep in the hot Dallas summers
There goes another
Can the black man grieve
The black man bleeds
The R.I.P
The oh my
The oh my
From a city where greed triumphs love
When it rain down, we don’t to look up above
Can the black man grieve
The black man bleeds
The R.I.P
The R.I.P
I’m just asking you at the least
Can you practice what you preach
I’m just asking at the least
Can you please stay in reach
Can the black man grieve?
Can the black man grieve?
Saving me and you is a lose, lose
If I gotta choose
Imma do what I gotta do
To make my spirit true
Saving me and you is a lose, lose
If I gotta do what I gotta do
Imma choose to make my spirit true
Make my spirit true